How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Slowly opening his tightly closed eyes, Li Muyun saw Yang Tian's worried face.

"Big brother, I'm fine now. I've erased that old ghost's soul."

Li Muyun stood up and stretched his limbs. The Soul-Stealing Yin Venerable's soul had been devoured by the Long-Eared Immortal, and his body had been beaten beyond recognition. Now he was completely dead.

Yang Tian's expression was somewhat strange as he asked, "Are you really Mu Yun? Or is that old ghost just pretending to be someone else and trying to fool me?"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Li Muyun scratched his head and said, "Alright, then I'll go back and tell Xiaorou that you have a bunch of young ladies waiting for you at Guankou..."

"Hey? No! No!"

Yang Tian panicked and quickly covered Li Muyun's mouth, his suspicion completely disappearing.

"Fine, I know you're Mu Yun, okay? You absolutely can't say this out loud. If Miss Xiao Rou finds out and gets a bad impression of me, then everything will be ruined."

Li Muyun shrugged and spread his hands, saying, "Since you trust me, I'll reluctantly keep this a secret for you."

Yang Tian nodded repeatedly and immediately changed the subject, saying, "Now that this old ghost is dead, let's hurry up and go check out that Dragon Prison Well!"

Li Muyun glanced around at the corpses and blood scattered everywhere, sighed, and said, "Brother, wait for me a moment."

He brandished a handful of talismans, his hand seals shifting, and a raging fire rose up, setting all the corpses ablaze. Li Muyun sighed softly and said, "Rest in peace."

Then, the two headed towards the back mountain, the deepest part of the entire palace.

All the corpses were in the front courtyards, while the back mountain was unusually quiet. Apart from the fallen leaves scattered all over the ground, there wasn't a single dead body or a single ghost.

A cold wind blew by, swirling up fallen leaves and making a rustling sound, as if mourning the massacre that had taken place in the mansion.

Back then, Prince Zhao was a powerful prince, enjoying unparalleled prestige. Now, his entire family is filled with wronged souls, a truly tragic sight.

A moment later, the two arrived at the foot of the hill, where an ancient well carved with complex and mysterious runes appeared before them.

There are four three-legged bronze tripods on the east, west, south, and north sides of the ancient well. Each tripod is connected by a thick, black chain, one end of which is locked to the tripod, and the other end extends into the bottomless, dark well.

Li Muyun carefully examined the place and then communicated with the Long-Eared Immortal in his mind. It was indeed a Dragon-Binding Formation, suppressed from all sides by a three-legged cauldron, and the ancient well was made of special runic stones; the well itself was the core of the formation. Perhaps a vicious dragon was being suppressed at the bottom of this well.

What puzzled Li Muyun was that there was no bloody aura or any evil spirits here. Logically speaking, even with a dragon-trapping formation, the resentment and evil energy of the imprisoned creatures should attract some demons and heretics. But the area around here was exceptionally clean.

"What should we do?" Yang Tian tapped on the chain. "Should we go down the well and take a look?"

“What my mother left behind is a lock of bloodline, which only she and I can open. Since the key is in this Dragon-Prison Well, let’s go down and take a look. I believe my mother would not harm me.”

After saying that, Li Muyun walked to the well and jumped down into it. Yang Tian naturally followed without hesitation.

Although the well opening was only about the size of two people's embrace, the inside was surprisingly spacious, and it became wider and wider as you went down. After Li Muyun jumped down, he used his true essence to step on the Wine Immortal Sword to slow down his descent. He descended for nearly a hundred meters before he could see the dark black water.

After carefully examining the water and discovering it was just ordinary water, Li Muyun affixed a water-repelling talisman, Yang Tian recited a water-repelling incantation, and the two of them submerged into the water.

Both of them were somewhat surprised. What appeared to be a well was actually a hidden world below. The bottom of the well was as deep as a lake, and its width was several tens of meters.

The two followed the direction of the four chains and dived all the way to the deepest part of the water. When they saw the thing in the water, they gasped and almost broke their water-repelling spell.

A colossal creature lay prone at the bottom of the pool, its pitch-black body almost completely covering the bottom. Its three enormous heads were now quietly bowed, and every scale on its body was the size of a millstone. Even though it was motionless, its terrifying majesty still swept over the entire area.

With antlers like a deer, head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, neck like a snake, belly like a clam, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, paws like a tiger, and ears like a cow, this is clearly a dragon, a three-headed divine dragon!

Upon closer inspection, Li Muyun noticed a white patch on the forehead of the three-headed dragon, which was different from its jet-black scales. Upon closer examination, the white patch was clearly the Yang fish from the Yin-Yang symbol.

Li Muyun pointed to the [Yang Fish], and Yang Tian finally saw the white thing too. He scratched his head and said, "Muyun, to be honest, this is really like provoking a powerful force."

Li Muyun wiped his sweat, "Cough cough, I was really a little scared. I just hope that these three divine dragons are sealed and asleep by the great formation and won't wake up. Otherwise, brother, you might have to stay here with me and feed them."

The two carefully pushed the water, inching closer to the sleeping dragon's head, afraid that any large movement would wake the giant beast.

The closer they got, the more they could feel the oppressive aura emanating from the dragon race emanating from these three divine dragons, and the two felt their own true essence circulating more slowly.

Li Muyun thought to himself that compared to this horned dragon python, it was nothing but a mudfish.

Slowly approaching the dragon's head, Li Muyun finally saw clearly that the [Yang Fish] was attached to the dragon's brow, seemingly without any connection. It could be easily removed with a gentle touch.

Holding his breath, Li Muyun carefully reached out his hand and slowly touched the Yang Fish. When Li Muyun's hand touched the Yang Fish, his heart skipped a beat.

Yang Tian, ​​standing behind him, was also extremely nervous and dared not utter a word.

The moment Li Muyun's fingers touched the [Yang Fish], he felt a surge of heat, as if it were a red-hot branding iron.

But Li Muyun couldn't care less about that now. He gritted his teeth and grabbed the Yang Fish in his palm. The scalding heat made it almost impossible for him to hold it. However, the next moment, the jade piece in his dantian released a cool sensation that spread throughout his body, and the heat of the Yang Fish was suppressed by this coolness.

Li Muyun was overjoyed, gripped the Yang Fish tightly, and slowly backed away.

Yang Tian was also very excited, and he gently pushed the water backward as well.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Facing such a huge creature, and having to take something from its head, their hearts were practically pounding in their throats.

But at that moment, six beams of light seemed to appear out of thin air and converged on the two of them.

Li Muyun's body trembled, and he slowly turned around to look.

Those weren't six rays of light at all; they were clearly the six gazes of the three-headed dragon, staring at the two of them with icy coldness!